1014: C1014 Little Radish's Not Tall

C1014 Little Radish's Not Tall

Chef Sun went crazy with his chopsticks and sent some meat to his mouth.

Even Chen Ming, who had been at the dining table for many years, had a change of expression on his face when he saw how crazy Chef Sun was.

Chen Ming was about to show off his strength when Yang Soong glanced at him.

"Brother Song, what instructions do you have?" Chen Ming also blinked his eyes and replied.

Yang Soong said, "Be more reserved. It's not like I don't give you meat to eat normally. If you dare embarrass me, you can try. "

Chen Ming said, "Are you threatening me?"

Yang Soong said, "I am threatening you. "

Chen Ming could only put down his chopsticks, feeling wronged. He did not dare to let go of his chopsticks and eat.

At the dining table, no one was Chef Sun's match. He ate more than three people by himself.

Swoosh!

The eldest grandson of the Xu family, Xu University, whipped out the plate. Everyone raised their chopsticks and stared blankly.

"What are you doing?"

Xu University had just graduated from the first grade this year, so they scored 200 marks in mathematics and language.

"Uncle Sun, have you ever heard of respecting the old and loving the young?"

Chef Sun's face turned red when he was stared at by a child so earnestly and attentively.

Yang Soong also held back his laughter.

Chen Ming laughed wildly, Fortunately, Brother Song stopped me. Otherwise, I would have been the one being questioned.

He was confident that he would be able to deal with Chef Sun if he really showed his strength.

"As a friendly reminder, the competition isn't over yet. Shouldn't the result be announced?" Chen Ming finally saw the screen of his phone, which was broadcasting live.

"I'm going to beat up the Crown Prince of Chen's Group. How did this kid do the live broadcast?"

"F * ck! Turn the phone screen upside down on the table. We'll watch the blue sky and the white clouds the whole time. We can even hear the sound of you eating like crazy. "

"The most painful thing in the world is none other than not being able to eat Brother Song's delicious food. Just watch the live broadcast and you don't even see a close-up of the dishes. "

"Brother Ming, give us a reason not to beat you to death. "

"Brother Song, if you need any more followers, just say it. I know how to drive. There are a few cars. You can choose one. I'll carry your bag for you. "

"Brother Song, let's change to Brother Ming. "

. . .

"Sweet and sour pork, Brother Song's sweet and sour pork. I can smell it even from the screen. "

"This crisp sound is really intoxicating. "

"Brother Song said it's not on the menu. "

"I hate it. Why am I not a native of Brother Song?"

"Crossing Worlds Road. Brother Song, when are you coming back?"

. . .

Chef Sun admitted defeat. "I can't make as much sweet and sour meat as you. Let's compete in other aspects. What I'm good at is palace dishes. This sweet and sour meat doesn't count. "

What? Back then, the Emperor, the Empress, and the Empress Dowager didn't eat sweet and sour meat?

Yang Soong also realized now that there were really a lot of stubborn people recently. He couldn't be bothered to bicker with them, but each and every one of them liked to be relentless.

"I don't want to compete with you. " Yang Soong was here to do proper business. Old Xu had a good reputation in the nearby villages. He could be said to be highly respected.

If Yang Soong wanted to chase Old Yang and his family out of the village, he needed the support of Old Xu's family.

"Don't tell me you only know how to make sweet and sour meat?" Xu Xiaomei immediately said, "Our Chef Sun's palace dishes are the head of many families. There are at least 108 dishes that he needs to practice with. Do you understand the standard of the Manchu Han Imperial Feast?"

"Yang Soong, you are just a piece of sweet and sour meat. What is there to be proud of?"

"We only practice one dish in our lifetime. The dishes are slightly better than Chef Sun's. What is there to be proud of?"

In Xu Xiaomei's opinion, it was totally a fluke that Yang Soong was able to defeat Chef Sun.

Even Chef Sun thought so. "He's so young. It's not bad if he can cook one dish. The palace dishes are exquisite beyond compare. Not just anyone can cook them. "

Yang Soong said, "From all over the world, a region of land and water breeds a region of people. According to the local specialties, there are indeed quite a number of cuisines. The palace cuisines are just one of them. People don't even know how high or low they are. They are born under the red flag. We are all good youths who are equal in socialism. The dishes are for people to eat. Why is there a distinction of hierarchy? "

Another chef who ran away.

Chef Sun was very disdainful. "You are still young and inexperienced. You don't know anything. The palace dishes are like jewels and jade, made with the best ingredients and the most complicated culinary skills. Those are the dishes of the Tian family. Of course, they are better than the others. "

With such an ignorant person, it was easy for him to not understand the reason.

Yang Soong said, "Let's see what we can do. I happen to know a few palace dishes as well. What do you think we should compete for?"

Chef Sun was just worrying about not being able to turn the tables when Yang Soong took the initiative to mention it. It just so happened that Yang Soong was interested in him, but he still wanted to show off.

"Kid, the palace food is not a small matter. Are you sure you want to compete with me? Don't lose too badly when the time comes. When you go home and cry, your mother will have to coax you. "

"Chen Ming, prepare the paper for Chef Sun. This place is too far from his home. I'm afraid that he will drown in tears if he cries too much. "

It wasn't that Yang Soong's mouth wasn't poisonous. Usually, he did not like to talk much and liked to use practical actions to express everything. Now, it seemed that it would not work.

In the future, he had to change his style. He couldn't be too used to certain things that didn't have eyes.

"Hmph, what's the use of being stubborn? You'll cry when the time comes. " Chef Sun rolled his eyes and started to play tricks. "Since we want to compete, we can't only compete one. "

"Sure, you have the final say. " Yang Soong was very straightforward. Chef Sun looked down on him even more. He was just a young lad who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Your big brother will teach you how to behave today.

"Let's compete with the Queen Mother's Pig Knuckle, Cherry Meat, and Black Fish Egg Soup!"

None of these three dishes were easy to scare away from countless chefs.

Yang Soong never thought Chef Sun would dare to choose these three dishes.

Judging from the fact that the sweet and sour meat was not bad, Chef Sun's knife skills could barely be seen.

Could he really make the three palace dishes that he mentioned?

Yang Soong was a little suspicious.

"Are you sure?" Yang Soong asked.1

"I'm sure. " Chef Sun was still two meters tall, as if he had never lost before. "Are you sure, kid? What we are going to make is the Queen Mother's Elbow, not an ordinary pig knuckle. We are going to make cherries, not ordinary meat. Black Fish Egg Soup, have you heard of it?"

Yang Soong ground his teeth. "Alright. Shut up. Stop talking. I have a headache when I hear you talking. Hurry up and finish it. Get the hell out of here. "

Why did he not like fools spitting out fragrance at him?

Chen Ming smiled in satisfaction. Brother Song finally could not bear it anymore.

The ingredients were not complicated, even the Xu family had them.

Before they started, Chef Sun held the biggest pig knuckle and stood in front of Yang Soong. "I have a question for you. "

Yang Soong said, "I can answer you. But you have to give me a guarantee. "

"What promise?" Chef Sun cast a sidelong glance at Yang Soong. "You don't want to take me as your master, do you?"

Yang Soong almost slapped himself. What kind of immoral thing did he do in his previous life? Did the heavens want to send such a joker to play with him in this life?

"I'll answer you. You just asked me the password of my bank card and I told you everything. But remember, after I answer you, you must hold it in. Before the competition ends, you are not allowed to talk to me. "

"Why?" Chef Sun was very dissatisfied. Is my voice that bad?

"I'm afraid that I might accidentally kill you. "

"Brat, you don't know what's good for you!" Chef Sun's physique could kill Yang Soong with one plop.

Yang Soong held the kitchen knife and played with a beautiful knife in his hand. "Your question. "

Chef Sun did not doubt that Yang Soong's knife could fly to his head if he talked any more.

Forget it, forget it. It was more important to get down to business.

One must never mess with knives.

Chef Sun finally asked: "You clearly chose such a fat streaky pork. How did you make it so fat and not greasy at all? "

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